She sang her song
Sweetly
Soft, yet certain
Until life left her
lackadaisical
Life lacking luster laid
her low
and
Later, the lyrics left her throat
Shaking
Soured notes
Turned this way
in the wander and the
mystery of the misaligned melody
Gone....blown away like footprints in the
shift of the sands of her time here
and
Unsure of herself, her life, her lyrics....
She stopped singing
Off to the place she shall find
herself again
Now....today, this moment
and
Her song will softly shine anew
and.....
I shall see her smile, I will hear her song.... again......
on the other
side of through
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